Chapter 1: Explosive Introductions:
Dugan Chtai was very familiar with life's dice landing "shit on your day" side up. When his girlfriend forced him to meet with the leader of a borderline terroristic resistance group he was annoyed. When the leader of the group treated them like potential recruits instead of leaders of another resistance group he was aggravated. When the leader refused to change her tactics to put less civilians in danger he was pissed. However when Dugan connected the dots about the leader's action...well...in retrospect it made Dugan glad he didn't have force powers, as his rage would have vaporized the planet.
You see, the leader's piss poor choice of targets despite seeming very intelligent about battle strategy, the constant endangerment of civilians despite being a resistance for the people, and the refusal to change strategy even when Dugan was borderline shouting the facts in her face, all fit to be one thing.
"Imperial Intelligence," Dugan said, quickly standing and drawing his dual long pistols, both on his right hip. Lizel Roth, Dugan's girlfriend quickly followed his lead, pulling a standard blaster pistol from her hip. Dugan expected the guards and the second in command of the other group to be shocked with the leader hopelessly outnumbered and outgunned.
However when only the second in command seemed shocked, and the 4, heavily armed guards leveled their rifles at Dugan and Lizel, Dugan was certain of this being a "shit on your day" roll for him today.
"Jocoth, tell me he's lying," the second in command pleaded.
"Dear Yana, you have been so helpful to me. Your explosives are so well made and powerful that the people live in fear of resistance, we hardly had to make any propaganda to sell them on the idea. Also my formal designation is Cypher 81." Yana drew her custom pistol and leveled it at Cypher 81. She drew in breath ready to call Cypher 81 all the worst swears she knew however Dugan and Lizel had a different ideal. Dugan covered his eyes with his right arm and pushed a button on a device clipped to his belt on his left hip. Lizel similarly covered her eyes, as the small cylindrical charm like object Dugan had slammed to the desk desk while yelling at 81 earlier erupted with blinding light and deafening sound.
Dugan snatched up his flashbang charm, drew, activated, and threw his vibroknife through a window to his left with speed that would be considered binding, if more than 2 people in the room could see. Lizel released a pulse of force energy mirroring the effects of an ion grenade, disabling every active blaster in the room, grabbed Yana with the force, taking her with them as she and Dugan took the scenic route out of the building. Luckily Dugan had a plan, a phrase that was so common amongst the 2 it was almost a running joke, however falling from a second story window into an alley, and running from highly trained imperial intelligence agents with rifles was hardly a time for jokes.
Dugan and Lizel's, close friend, and only other member of their resistance group, Vara Daggoth was waiting in a speader at the end of the alley. Lizel dove into the back seats, forcepulling Yana in with her, Dugan hoped into the front passenger seat, returning fire on the agents. Luckily the agents, and Yana were still blinking the spots from their eyes, and waiting for their ears to stop ringing.
Once they got back to their base(which is their half built ship in the middle of an abandoned junkyard), Dugan recounted the events of the meeting with Vara, while Lizel attempted to comfort Yana as she switch between crying and screaming curses at the empire.
"We are 100%, absolutely completely fucked," Vara stated matter of factly.
"Well our old plan was, yes," Dugan corrected.
"What was your old plan?" Yana asked.
"It's kinda shit fucked now, but it involved stealing a lot of creds from the empire," Vara said.
"We were planning to hit the imperial paystation in the capital," Dugan clarified.
"That's insane!" Yana exclaimed. "The paystation has a...a…"
"An absolute shitload of guards and security systems?" Dugan asked rhetorically. "Yes, I know. The plan was to get your group to smuggle an explosive into the labs and detonate it, causing a full evacuation of the building, kidnap the lead officer and have him empty the vault for us."
"Wait, why did you think we had someone that could smuggle a bomb into the building?" Yana asked.
"I intercepted some encrypted messages from your group to someone in the empire. Thought it was an inside agent. Guess I made the wrong call on that one," Dugan said. The mood dropped and the group was silent.
"You have some sort of plan, right Dugan?" Lizel asked.
"Maybe," Dugan dragged out the word slowly, looking around taking stock of their supplies. "Yana, your group got dead drops every week, right?"
"Yeah, how did you-"
"Inter office chatter amongst imperial soldiers, that's not the point. Where was the pickup?"
"A warehouse on the harbour."
"The messages talked about loading up a civilian transport full of military grade stuff. So their transport wont be heavily guarded."
"Yeah, but Dugan, 81 is smart and probably guesses you'll plan to strike there," Yana clarified. "So he'd-"
"Show up early and have guards stationed all around, yeah but we're not going to strike the warehouse."
"Dugan what are you planning?" Lizel asked.
"Vara, find any sellers of parts we can use, we need this ship ready to fly. Since the transport has to remain hidden, it can't have better protection. We're gonna hit the transport itself, and we're gonna need an immediate trip off world." Dugan excitedly explained.
"Hell yeah! Hit and run! I love it!" Vara shouted.
"Dugan that transport can't possibly carry everything we need?" Lizel questioned.
"That's why I'm going to break 81's encryption, and request some extras." Dugan said as he smiled slyly. "They're not going to deny a request from a senior agent. That transport will have all the creds, weapons, gear, and chemicals we need." Dugan paused, thinking of the best line. "We'll take the money and run." Each member of the group gave him weird looks. "It's a really old song." A collection of "ohs" and "ahs" sprang from the members of the group. "Let's just get to work."
I've made images for my characters however I can't post the link through this site, so if you want to see them either go to AO3 and search "Fireteam Have: the Formation", or go to "mandalore-the-gamer"'s tumblr blog and search "Fireteam Haven"